I'm the fuckin' man, you don't get it do ya?Type of money everybody acting like they knew yaGo uptown, New York City bitchSome Spanish girls love me like I'm AventuraTell Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami tooClubbing hard, fuckin' women ain't much to doWrist bling, got a condo up in BiscayneStill getting brain from a thang, ain't shit changedHow you feel? How you feel? How you feel?Twenty five sittin' on twenty-five mil uhhI'm in the building and I'm feeling myselfRest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma do it for the Bay, okayGetting paid well holla wen ever that stopMy team good, we don't really need a mascotTell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”YMCMB you niggas more YMCAMe, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribboShout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to GibboWe got Santa Margarita by the literShe know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really need herAhhh, That's how you feel man?That's really how you feel?Cause the pimpin' ice cold, all these bitches wanna chillI mean maybe she won'tThen again maybe she willI can almost guarantee she know the dealReal nigga wassap

[Chorus]Now she want a photo YaYou already know thoughYou only live once, that's the motto nigga YOLOWe 'bout it every day, every day, every dayLike we sittin' on the bench, nigga we don't really playEvery day, every day, fuck what anybody sayCan't see 'em 'cause the money in the wayReal nigga wassup?

One, time fuck one timeI'm calling niggas out like the umpireSeven, grams in the bluntAlmost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her buttIt's Eastside, we in this bitchWish a nigga would like a tree in this bitchAnd if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitchThat's my MO add a B to that shitI'm fucked up, torn downI'm twisted: door knobTalk stupid, off with your head!Nigga money talks and Mr Ed! YaI'm so Young Money got a drum on the gunEnergizer bunnyFunny how honey ain't sweet like sugarAin't shit sweet niggas on the street like hookersI tongue kiss her other tongueSkeet skeet skeet: water gunOh my God Becky look at her butt